Posted by Civilian Evrilla (Chief Medical Officer w/ specialty in Pathology) in Sickbay …When the past doesn’t match the present…or the future -Ian talks to Evrilla

Posted by Fleet Captain Kelly Bordeaux (Commanding Officer) in Sickbay …When the past doesn’t match the present…or the future -Ian talks to Evrilla

Posted by Civilian Evrilla (Chief Medical Officer w/ specialty in Pathology) in Sickbay …When the past doesn’t match the present…or the future -Ian talks to Evrilla
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Ian stopped a few feet from Evrilla’s door and took a deep breath. His anger was with Perkins and the individuals in the brig but the stress of the situation with his wife had Ian in command mode and not spousal mode. For the first time in his life, Ian did not have his confident swagger and outlook that everything was going to be okay. Right now he felt helpless. Approaching the door, Ian wrapped the edge with the back of his fingers. He knew Evrilla would have come to him if she was free but Ian could not wait any longer to hear something from her about his wife.

“How is she,” he kept his comment neutral not wanting to hear her answer but needing to just the same.

Ian Bordeaux

Evrilla looked up and motioned him in. “She’ll be alright. She should wake up soon. Please sit down. May I call you Ian?” She hoped he said yes, if only because of the shock she was preparing to impart on him.
-Evrilla

Ian instantly felt on edge. It had nothing to do with Evrilla. As a doc she was fantastic: easy to talk to, went easy on the pep talk about bad vices, and understood what happened on shore leave stayed on shore leave. From his experience and that of the crew that had dealt with her, Evrilla was quick to laugh and always in a good mood. Now however, she was acting far more formal. Formal for docs always meant bad news. “Yeah yeah Ian’s fine,” he said coming around and taking the indicated seat. Leaning back he crossed his leg and fidgeted for a second trying our several positions before settling on leaning forward with his elbows resting on his knees and his hands steepled on his lips. He wanted to say hit me or whats up but struggled with his words. Instead, he just waited for Evrilla to begin the conversation.

Ian Bordeaux

“Thank you, Ian.” Evrilla set her PADD on the table, open to the results of Jessa’s genetic screening. “This may be surprising to you, but it appears that the young woman in Sickbay is your biological daughter.” She pushed the PADD towards Ian, knowing he would likely want to verify the results himself. “I don’t know if you’ve ever donated genetic material…” She trailed off, waiting for an indication.
-CMO Evrilla

“Are you saying Kelly is pregnant,” he looked at her not sure whether to be happy or concerned. It was no secret they had been trying but this was an odd way to share the news unless there was something more to it.

Ian’s face instantly was a wash in confusion as he processed what the woman was saying to him. “Hold up…donated genetic material? What…what are you talking about? He was clearly more than stunned by her comment. “I mean if you are asking have I popped into a sperm bank and made a deposit the answer is hell or none of your business,” he said far sharper than he ever intended. “If you are asking about a shore leave gone wrong in a very polite way that answer is still hell no. There is no possible way what your saying is possible. I am married to Kelly. I have been for three years now,” he got up and started to pace slightly running a hand through his hair roughing it up a bit. “Besides those people that boarded the ship are my age. Are you suggesting I had a kid at like five and my parents didn’t know about it?” Ian had seen the security report of the three in the Brig. It only made sense that the fourth one that hurt had to be close to their age also.

Ian Bordeaux